Here's the truth I avoid saying…
Because it scares me the most,
I'm afraid of losing you
More than anything close.
Not because I'm weak,
Not because I depend,
But because what we have
Feels too real to pretend.
And real things matter,
They stay, they grow, they hurt,
They become a part of you
In ways words can't convert.
So yeah… I'm scared,
But maybe that's love too,
The fear of losing something
That means everything to you.